Library·Ṛgveda Saṃhitā·10·10.143
त्यं चिद् अत्रिम् ऋतजुरम् अर्थम् अश्वं न यातवे । कक्षीवन्तं यदी पुना रथं न कृणुथो नवम् ॥
tyaṃ cid atrim ṛtajuram artham aśvaṃ na yātave | kakṣīvantaṃ yadī punā rathaṃ na kṛṇutho navam ||
Ye made that Atri, worn with eld, free as a horse to win the goal. When ye restored to youth and strength Kaksivan like a car renewed,
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
त्यं चिद् अश्वं न वाजिनम् अरेणवो यम् अत्नत । दृळ्हं ग्रन्थिं न वि ष्यतम् अत्रिं यविष्ठम् आ रजः ॥
tyaṃ cid aśvaṃ na vājinam areṇavo yam atnata | dṛḷhaṃ granthiṃ na vi ṣyatam atriṃ yaviṣṭham ā rajaḥ ||
Ye freed that Atri like a horse, and brought him newly-born to earth. Ye loosed him like a firm-tied knot which Gods unsoiled by dust had bound.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
नरा दंसिष्ठाव् अत्रये शुभ्रा सिषासतं धियः । अथा हि वां दिवो नरा पुन स्तोमो न विशसे ॥
narā daṃsiṣṭhāv atraye śubhrā siṣāsataṃ dhiyaḥ | athā hi vāṃ divo narā puna stomo na viśase ||
Heroes who showed most wondrous power to Atri, strive to win fair songs; For then, O Heroes of the sky, your hymn of praise shall cease no more.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
चिते तद् वां सुराधसा रातिः सुमतिर् अश्विना । आ यन् नः सदने पृथौ समने पर्षथो नरा ॥
cite tad vāṃ surādhasā rātiḥ sumatir aśvinā | ā yan naḥ sadane pṛthau samane parṣatho narā ||
This claims your notice, Bounteous Gods! - oblation, Asvins! and our love, That ye, O Heroes, in the fight may bring us safe to ample room.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
युवम् भुज्युं समुद्र आ रजसः पार ईङ्खितम् । यातम् अच्छा पतत्रिभिर् नासत्या सातये कृतम् ॥
yuvam bhujyuṃ samudra ā rajasaḥ pāra īṅkhitam | yātam acchā patatribhir nāsatyā sātaye kṛtam ||
Ye Twain to Bhujyu tossed about in ocean at the region's end, Nasatyas, with your winged steeds came nigh, and gave him strength to win.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
आ वां सुम्नैः शंयू इव मंहिष्ठा विश्ववेदसा । सम् अस्मे भूषतं नरोत्सं न पिप्युषीर् इषः ॥
ā vāṃ sumnaiḥ śaṃyū iva maṃhiṣṭhā viśvavedasā | sam asme bhūṣataṃ narotsaṃ na pipyuṣīr iṣaḥ ||
Come with your joys, most liberal Gods, Lords of all treasures, bringing weal. Like fresh full waters to a well, so, Heroes come and be with us.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)